(Sorry for the late update guys, homework's been a real pain in my ass. In the last 48 hours I've only had like four hours of sleep. Oh well, I should be use to it by now. Here's the next chapter guys.)
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Chapter 18: 'Some Help'
(New York City, Manhattan, Osborn Penthouse, the next day)
Fury is standing in the penthouse with several agents moving around the place, checking for any signs they Spider-Man and the others had missed when they were here earlier.
"Has anyone found anything yet?" Fury said.
"No sir." One of the agents replied.
"Keep looking, anything that helps lead us to the Osborns is needed. Don't leave any stone unturned." Director Fury ordered.
Director Fury then walked out of the penthouse. He groaned as he rubbed his temples.
'We've got to get these two…' Fury groaned in his mind
He earlier had tried to get his men to follow the Goblins, but the two were able to slip away. Fury was, however, also worried about the unity of his young heroes. Spider-Man had become more closed off to the others and White Tiger hasn't been in her usual kickass mood. The two leaders, the two whom he counted on to get the others to come together when needed.
'Things need to get back together…or we're in for another horrible time with a Goblin…but this time…with two…' Fury grunted in his mind.
(Abandoned warehouse's underground cellar, a few minutes later)
The Green Goblin and Hobgoblin sat, talking about their next move.
"Can we please go do some damage?! I want to…" Hobgoblin impatiently hissed.
"No! Not yet. We need a plan my boy. I wish to cause mayhem…but to what ends?" The Goblin grunted.
"We go in there guns blazing and torch S.H.I.E.L.D. to the ground." Hobgoblin snorted.
"I like the sound of that. Heh heh, but I'd prefer to bring S.H.I.E.L.D. to its knees…show them how truly weak they are." The Green Goblin chuckled, jagged teeth displayed in a sickening smile.
"But how?" Hobgoblin grunted.
"Heh heh, I have just the plan. Though we are going to need some…help...heh heh." The Green Goblin replied.
The Hobgoblin raised a scaly eyebrow.
(Unknown location, a week or so later)
A countless number of men of varying ages, sizes, and ethnic origin stood around begrudgingly in one large area. They mumbled as they stood around. Some looked around, they had gathered in a very large area, apparently an abandoned underground subway station. Eventually, some of the men gathered became impatient.
"Where the fuck is whoever called this damn thing?!" One of the guys shouted.
Some amongst the crowd agreed, but there was an uneasy silence. It wasn't that those gathered are from various gangs across Manhattan, but it was the dead silence in the area. Earlier there were dogs barking outside, but then suddenly everything became dead silent.
"Fuck this man! I'm outta here!" One of the men scoffed, then started to walk away with a few others following him.
"Oh, but the fun hasn't begun! Heh heh heh heh." A cackling, sinister voice chuckled.
The group gasped, pulling out guns. They moved around, not knowing where the voice came from.
"Hahaha! This is hilarious! Look at the fear in their eyes!" Another laughing, hissing voice chuckled.
"Come out here assholes!" One of the men yelled.
"Is that any way to speak to the man who brought you all here?" The first voice chuckled.
The men were confused, but that didn't make them any less mad or nervous.
"Show yourselves!" Another man growled.
The crowd shouted angrily, but then their blood ran cold as the two owners of the voices leapt out in view in front of them on a platform that made them stand 10 feet above the shocked men.
"I-I-It's the G-G-Goblins!" One of the gang members cried out, stammering.
Some of the men tried to run through the crowd, while others raised their guns.
"Easy, easy now. Is that any way to treat your new boss?" The Goblin chuckled.
"Boss?! What the hell are you saying motherfucker?!" One of the men scoffed.
The Green Goblin pushed a button on the device on his left wrist. Suddenly the gangs felt the guns fly out of their hands. They gasped as the saw their guns on a huge magnet several feet above them. They looked at the two giant monstrous men in front of them.
"There, that's better." The Green Goblin chuckled.
"Look…easy bro…w-we don't want any trouble." One of the men gulped, raising his shaking hands.
"Oh but we don't want to hurt you…we want to make a deal." The Green Goblin chuckled.
"So you sent messages to all the gangs of Manhattan…for a deal? What ya got?" A tall man said.
"How would you like to take over the city?" The Green Goblin chuckled.
The gangs looked at each other incredulously, but none of them laughed.
"You'll be able to kick as much ass as you want." Hobgoblin added.
Some of the men chuckled, the thought of some good ole' violence setting in put some of the gangs in an excited mood.
"So what's the pay man?" Another man asked.
"Your lives." The Green Goblin grunted.
Hobgoblin chuckled.
"But..." The same man started to say.
Hobgoblin's hands opened and fire danced on them and along his arms. The gangs' eyes widened in shock and fear. Normally the gangs would've been aggressive and assertive against anyone who put them in this position, especially the gang leaders…but even they knew that if they did this to the Goblins…they would not walk out of that area, without a doubt.
"U-Umm…ok…what's the plan…boss?" One of the men said.
Hobgoblin grinned, chuckling.
"You need a makeover. Hahaha!" The Green Goblin replied, he and Hobgoblin leaping away as he laughed.
The gangs were confused at first. But then they heard this hissing sound. They gasped as they saw green gas spew from metal air vents. The gangs gasped and cried out in panic as the gas made contact with them. The men felt as if every piece of their body: bones, tendons, etc. changing. They also felt as if their minds were being electrocuted. The Green Goblin and Hobgoblin grinned as the pained cries were soon replaced by sinister cackling.
To be continued…